As I climb into bed tonight, I ponder everything that has happened in the last four years: I moved out and moved back home to move out again. I’ve had three very wonderful jobs with amazing bosses. I’ve made lots of new friends. I started college and plan on graduating by next May. I met, fell in love, and got engaged to my soul mate. I’ve been accepted and loved by a new family that I adore. I strengthened my relationship with my own parents, my siblings, and my Heavenly Father. I’ve gone through joy and heartbreak. I grew up and became someone I’m proud to be.
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I also lay here and think of the family that lost their special person that same day four years ago. I know nothing about them or the family. However, I do know that I am forever grateful for them. Without the selfless decision to help save a stranger’s life, I might not be here today. For that I am humbled and so very thankful.
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I hope I live my life in a way that shows my heart angel that I’m not going to take my second chance for granted and live life to the fullest! #sarahssecondchance #donatelife

Four years ago tomorrow (April 21, 2013), I received one of the most precious gifts that could ever be given. A family lost a love one and gave me my second chance. As a silent tribute to that special family, every year, my family tries to do an act of service to pay it forward. I invite you to do some little something to help us pay it forward!

 

Guys, it’s happening. I’m going back to school. I am so excited! I can not wait for May to come. Wait…I never posted about moving back home. Sorry. Quick background. I was having a really hard time last summer. I had been at school in Utah for a year and a half. That doesn’t sound very long but for me it was. That’s the longest I’ve been away from my parents or siblings. Anyway, I had a great job, wonderful friends, and a fantastic college experience. When Mayish (of 2016) rolled around, I wasn’t feeling it anymore. I loved my life but I just felt like I needed a break. I have a good support team (my parents, my sweetheart, and my Heavenly Father) and was encouraged to do what I felt like I needed to do. After lots of prayers, talks, fasting, and tears I knew that I should get ready to move back home for a little bit. I have been home for six months. With everything that I’ve experienced I had learned that it was the perfect decision. I’m glad that I listened to the Spirit and came home. I feel like that I’m in a better place now. I’ve missed the friends that I had made before I left but I have made some magnificent friends while I’ve been home. I’ve been blessed with a great job that has allowed me to save money up for the full semester that’s ahead of me. I have registers for my classes (11 credits guys!!!), my roommate wants me back, and it’s happening! I am super happy. It’ll be a different experience this time though. I know how to live on my own. I know how to handle myself. I know where to find relief. I know what to expect. I’m anxious/excited/nervous for May 10th! I don’t know if I want time to slow down or move faster… 🙂